Pimple Zoo

Sometimes there is no need for circumlocution or obfuscation: You have something to say and you say it. Other than the non sequiter of a title, Robert Pollard's "Pimple Zoo" does just that:

Sometimes I get the feeling
that you don't want me around.

There. That pretty well takes care of it. If the song wasn't a blink-and-you-miss-it 42 seconds, I'd say the next two lines (heck, the only other lines at all) almost ruin it:

But just when you are waking
Just when the snakes are flaking.

Almost. It's redeemed by that strange slide from arena lo-fi to hi-fi acoustic strum and back, a move so jarring it nearly erases the memory of those lines, leaving Pollard's bit of self-loathing/paranoia/self-awareness intact.